Since I'm terrible at updating this journal, it's been over a year since my last entry. Whoops. Probably about time to update this, then.
I'm finishing up high school this spring, and am moving back to the States for college where I'm aiming to pursue a Studio Art undergraduate degree. I just finished taking my IB exams last week, and I'm now facing one last month of being with the people and the city I love here in Sweden before going on an adventure overseas.
At the moment I'm definitely feeling overwhelmed at actually pursuing Art as a career, and part of me is definitely doubting whether I can manage it. But I feel like I'm going the di
Saw my old journal entry and realized how inaccurate it felt now, so even though I doubt anyone really pays attention to what I write here, I'll update you on my state of mind.
This Christmas break is drawing to a close, and my two goals I had going in are finally taking some shape. The one, finding a research question for my Extended Essay in school. The other, looking at potential colleges that offer Illustration as a major. Turns out there are only four in the state of California, which means I'm going to have to broaden my horizons a bit more.
Looking to my future the way I have this past week has made me both frightfully excited and te
I am so frustrated with myself.
For the longest time now it feels as though I can't just sit down and draw anymore. It's like every time I try it just doesn't work. I haven't had a project to work on in a long time.
I think I'm afraid. Afraid of failing, of not meeting the idea in my head. Of wasting time and energy on something that won't look good anyway.
I need to snap out of it, but I don't know how.